‘If you’ll have the goodness, missie, to move yourself out of the way,’ he said aggrievedly, ‘and let us at him, we might have a chance of doing just that. In the struggle the pistol went off, but without damage to either party. There were cakes and sandwiches—for Ennison a sort of Elysian feast, long to be remembered. And then her pace slackened. But it would serve. Some one was standing beside him. And as she was yet waiting for her tea to come she saw this man again. He had not been successful as the world counted success; the fat bank-account, the filled waiting room of which he had once dreamed, had never materialized except in the smoke of his evening pipe. "Put down your burthen, monster!" shouted Wood, pointing an immense blunderbuss at him. She looked around the apartment for other people. What was it in her heart or mind or soul that went out to this man? Music—was that it? Was he powerless to stir her without the gift? But hadn't he fascinated her by his talk, gentle and winning? Ah, but that had been after he had played for her. To witness this girl sewing on a loose button, flopping the coat about on her knees, tickled his ironic sense of humour; and laughter bubbled into his throat. I'll see. . ’ ‘But, no,’ cried Melusine anxiously.
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